Sunggyu looked at him sadly, "N-no, he's..he's just a..friend."

"Oh..do you wanna tell me..about him?"

Sunggyu shook his head. He turned around and head for the cafeteria while Hoya followed behind.

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Sungjong walked into the cafeteria, while holding onto a red book that he had been reading since morning. He found that book as he was hanging out at the rooftop when he came to school early that morning. He knew he was the only one who know that place, behind the stock room. Was he wrong? Did someone came there? But who?

Sungjong didn't know why he had the urge to know what's inside that book. It was just a plain red book. But it tempted him so much. He held the book before looking to his left and right and flipped to the first page. Before he realised, he had read more than one page. The more he read, the more he was interested in the writer. He was describing his daily life. Was this his diary? (Sungjong found out the writer was a boy when he read page 6 where he mentioned his ><)Sungjong did feel guilty, but who wouldn't want to read it? It's the owner's fault that he left it there!

He hid the book under his shirt while he scanned for a seat in the cafeteria. His eyes went to a certain black haired male sitting at the end of the room with his friends (who Sungjong recognise to be a light-brown haired and a tall man). He went to them after slipping the book into his bag. L didn't seem to notice Sungjong's presence until he cleared his throat. He, who seemed to be deeply immersed into his own thought, rose his head. He didn't smile, or showed any sort of expression and Sungjong was actually scared of that. L is, the king of empty stare.

"Oh! Annyeong Sungjong-ah! You're Sungjong right?! I know you are! You look just like how L described you!" Sungyeol exclaimed as he turned to see who cleared his throat. "You're really pretty!!"

Sungjong blushed at that statement. Did L really say he is pretty?

He tried to keep a straight composure before he rolled his eyes and said, "so, how did L describe me as?"

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"Doctor! H-how's my son?!" she exclaimed as the doctor came out from the surgical room.

"He's in a coma. There will be a consequence later because he hit his head on the windscreen hard enough and he was found some distance away from the scene. I'm afraid that worsen the case. He was lucky he survived. We can just pray for him to wake up soon.."